The corridor outside the VIP delivery room at Haidong City Maternal and Child Health Hospital.
Gu Yu was extremely nervous.
He could stay calm in the face of armed threats at the Rohingya Refugee Camp and confidently demonstrate high-difficulty surgeries at the World Society of Surgery conference.
Yet now, like every ordinary man about to become a father, he paced back and forth at the delivery room door, his fingers unconsciously clenching and unclenching, fine beads of sweat even forming on his forehead.
The faint sounds of doctors talking inside the delivery room made his heart tense.
He instinctively wanted to approach the observation window on the door but was politely stopped by a nurse and directed back to the waiting area.
The system had given him medical knowledge and operational precision beyond ordinary people, but in the face of his lover giving birth, a natural process filled with uncertainty, that knowledge seemed useless, leaving only the most primal worry.
